Chapter 134: Slaughter Without Interval
The entire Shiguping fell silent in an instant.
Among these cultivators, some were silent because of his cruel methods. Others were silent because of his astonishing flying sword technique.
Still others were silent because he had dared to repeatedly slaughter a Xuan Yuan Sect disciple right before the eyes of a Xuan Yuan Sect elder.
Even Sheng Nian was shocked by Song Yan’s actions.
Within his sea of consciousness, the ancient demonic cultivator’s wild laughter echoed without end: “Hahahaha…”
“This kid… hahaha… he’s killing me.”
Sheng Nian could not help but ask: “What are you laughing at?”
“How interesting! After this kid beheaded that woman, he actually turned the head around and put it back on.”
“Hahaha…”
Sheng Nian completely did not understand.
What was so funny about that?
“…”
He sighed softly.
After thinking it over, perhaps encountering another soul brimming with demonic nature had triggered some strange resonance within him.
The eccentricities of demon lords were truly bizarre and varied.
Just as all the cultivators were plunged into astonished silence—
Song Yan moved again.
He walked at a leisurely pace toward the Bone Mountain.
Passing by the demonic ape, he casually beheaded it, freeing it from its suffering.
His right palm turned upward, reaching out toward Xiao He.
“What are you dazing for? Come back quickly.”
The small snake still seemed somewhat dazed, but it nonetheless wriggled forward and darted into the sleeve of Song Yan’s Daoist robe.
His own subordinate demonic ape had been slain, yet Hu Rifei did not show any particular anger.
His emotions were even more stable than those of the Yellow Spring Path demonic cultivators beside him.
He frowned slightly, watching this person without a word.
But in his mind, he recalled the protective light that had surrounded the small snake.
“Why does it look like the Lady Bai of Upper Tong Mountain…”
…
On the Bone Mountain, Jin Tianya’s gaze was somewhat vacant.
How had this person managed to walk through this ghost domain, influenced by the Hell Transformation Scroll, as though on flat ground?
Indeed, this was only a copy of the original work.
But the true essence of the painting resonated with the vengeful spirits of Changping, exerting an extraordinarily terrifying influence on the minds of cultivators.
He carefully scrutinized this Qi Refining Stage cultivator named Song Yan, his expression shifting several times.
Could it be that this small border state of Chu had truly produced a cultivator with a perfected Dao Heart and a clear will?
He was only at the Qi Refining Stage…
“Song Yan, stop.”
Though he did not understand how this young man had accomplished it, Shen Yu’s commanding tone still carried an air of superiority.
“…”
Song Yan’s expression remained calm. He paid no heed to Shen Yu’s words.
His steps were firm, his objective singularly clear.
It was the painting’s spirit atop the Bone Mountain—Jin Tianya.
Shen Yu’s face was dark. At this moment, he loathed Song Yan to the extreme!
The path he had been refining was nearly reaching the Bone Mountain.
But even with a refining speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, he still could not match that young cultivator who walked through the domain as though on flat ground.
He demanded: “What exactly do you want to do?!”
Song Yan still did not deign to reply.
Like a deaf man, he walked step by step to the base of the Bone Mountain.
He raised his gaze slightly, his eyes meeting Jin Tianya’s.
The Untethered Ark flew slowly from the sword case, but did not strike immediately.
The sword qi remaining within the Town-Dao Sword Treasury was nearly depleted, though his spiritual energy was slowly recovering.
He gathered spiritual energy and shot it toward the Bone Mountain.
Under the watchful eyes of all, the spiritual energy distorted slightly, inexplicably deviating from Jin Tianya.
“Heh heh…”
Jin Tianya gave a faint laugh. “Overestimating yourself.”
Outside the boundary, Shen Yu also let out a slight sigh of relief. Indeed—if the painting’s spirit were so easily refined, how could it fall to a mere Qi Refining Stage cultivator?
But Song Yan did not panic. He withdrew the Untethered Ark back into the sword case.
Just as all the cultivators believed he was about to give up, they saw that tall, slender figure take another step forward and ascend the Bone Mountain.
“Stubborn fool.”
Shen Yu sneered: “If you turn back now, I can overlook Shen Huai’s death.”
Whether through coercion or temptation—
That Qi Refining Stage cultivator was as if he had not heard, walking step by step along his own path.
This infuriated Shen Yu, who could only continue refining.
Jin Tianya waved a hand, and the ghosts filling the sky of the hell reflection all flew toward the Bone Mountain.
Now, within the entire Avici Hell, Song Yan was the only living cultivator remaining.
Jin Tianya had devoured the vital essence and vengeful souls of a massive number of mortals, as well as over a dozen Qi Refining Stage cultivators and demons.
Now his aura stood only a single step away from Foundation Establishment.
If he could kill the person before him, then he would have a glimmer of hope to contend with these Foundation Establishment cultivators outside!
Although he was currently imprisoned within the painting and unable to move, he could still control the vengeful ghosts within it!
Yet Song Yan moved at an unhurried pace. Within the Town-Dao Sword Treasury, sword qi surged wildly.
From the sword case behind him, white sword shadows flew out one after another, in an unending stream.
The sword shadows soared into the air, scattering and swirling, meeting the ghosts filling the sky, continuously slaying them.
Song Yan did not glance aside. He continued walking upward.
“…”
Jin Tianya’s face darkened. His hand gestures changed again.
All the ghosts behind him fused together, condensing into a colossal demonic avatar.
The demonic avatar moved its massive palm, slamming it down toward Song Yan.
The demonic hand traversed the ghost domain, blotting out sky and sun.
Beneath its overwhelming pressure, that young cultivator appeared so small, so fragile, as though he would die at any moment.
Song Yan raised his head slightly, murmuring beneath his breath.
“Compared to the zhang-tall demonic avatar condensed by the one at North Watch Mountain, this colossal entity is far too insubstantial.”
“In the future, when I condense the Clear Sky Great Luminance Avatar, I must take heed of this.”
A sword finger brushed through his sleeve.
The Untethered Ark flew from the sword case. The black flames at its hilt surged, and spiritual light burst forth along the blade.
It met the sky-blotting great palm print head-on!
The demonic hand shuddered violently, beginning to crumble.
Upon the black-and-white sword light, hidden thunder and wind raged, continuing to race along the demonic avatar’s arm at tremendous speed. No ghost could withstand this sharpness for even a moment.
Shoulders… body… neck…
The colossal demonic avatar collapsed inch by inch.
Outside the boundary, Li Qingfeng watched this scene, somewhat dazed.
“The Ox-Splitting Blade Technique… no, the Ox-Splitting Sword Technique?”
At Peach Blossom Wharf, to slay the Hanging Sword Mountain’s corpse puppet, he had once deployed the Ox-Splitting Blade Technique.
Jin Tianya’s mind wavered for an instant, and Song Yan was already standing before him.
At this moment, bitterness filled his heart.
If he had not become the painting’s spirit, relying on his tenth-level Qi Refining Stage cultivation, he would never have been so helpless.
Such is fate. Such is destiny.
A pair of hands reached toward him.
Jin Tianya looked at Song Yan with some terror, shouting loudly:
“Wait! A Qi Refining Stage cultivator’s spiritual energy is far from sufficient to refine this treasure. You might even be devoured by the vengeful spirits within the painting! You should seek the help of a senior—”
“There is no need.”
Song Yan’s expression remained calm. His palm had already pressed against Jin Tianya’s forehead.
Within his palm, a sword essence rapidly condensed.
“You…”
That sharpness pierced through his skull in the blink of an eye.